Weekend Update: Big Apple Edition, Part I

There was this:


And this:

But there was also this:

And this:

And a heckuvalotuv this:


All in all, a SuperFUNtastic trip ... more later when I get home tonight and organize the photos.
Stay tuned for details.

I'm back! I'm back! And there's no place like home.

*smooches*

Comments

  1. Holy Crappers10:38 AM

    Is that an instruction manual you have there in your hand?

    Sista #1

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  2. GayProf11:15 AM

    Flat tires are the worst.

    Glad everything else seems to have gone okay.

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  3. vuboq1:11 PM

    holy crappers: Yep. I haven't had to change a tire in 20 years. And Y couldn't even find the jack in the trunk.

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  4. Holy Crappers1:59 PM

    You two are like Lucy and Ethel

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  5. ShallowGal2:47 PM

    What the heck did you guys hit to do that to your tire? xoxo, SG

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  6. vuboq3:14 PM

    amy: I think Y overinflated his tires before the trip. I just bought him a surprise, a tire pressure gauge. Go ahead, tell me I'm the best, most thoughtful bf ever!

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  7. goblinbox3:26 PM

    Next time you drive, bring a dyke along. You know, for tire-changing.

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  8. Cooper6:15 PM

    That is one hell of a puncture! Nothing says "I love you" like a tire pressure gauge.

    That picture of you crouched down reading the manual is priceless.

    I'm glad you guys had such a good time.

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